You said you lost your name in the ruins of old cities
From the echoes of valley, I heard them calling for you
Listen to the waves falling, listen to their yearning
Listen to the uneven beats, some hearts beat for you
Looking in the mirror, I see neither my past nor future
Say 'nay' to every tomorrow for only a today awaits you
Beloved, you broke the pot and bruised hands fixed it
Pieces of my ripped heart, I shall again mend for you
If love is patience,have they heard of you, Sheefan?
Let them know, I can await my whole life for you
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